Lucto et Emergo
It was a hot balmy sunny day in Charming but Juice coming out of St Thomas's Hospital did not feel the warmth of the day. He had not been able to 'feel' normal things like appreciation of the weather for a long time. Not since his abduction and rape by Dion, a former inmate of Stockton prison, more than two months ago.
Since then he had tried to get back to living a normal life, going on runs with the rest of his SAMCRO brothers, working in the garage and doing intelligence work for the club when required but he didn't feel normal. If he felt anything, it was shame and humiliation at what he had endured and a continuing feeling of feeling 'dirty'. He would have preferred to have forgotten all about it but the club and other people around him would not let him.
Which was why he was coming out of St Thomas's he had just finished another session with the therapist that Tara had arranged for him to see when he had returned from the cabin that he had been staying at, following his rescue by his brothers back when he had been taken. That ATF bitch Stahl had been snooping around, trying to ask questions and the club had felt it best that she did not get to ask any of those questions of Juice especially as they had killed and then burnt the bastards who had taken him.
"JUICE, OVER HERE."
He looked over to the car park where he heard someone calling his name and saw Chibs waiting in the black van that they used at the garage waiting for him. He sighed to himself and smiled at Chibs in acknowledgement he hadn't wanted picking up; he would have preferred to have made his own way back to TM.
"Well, hurry up and get in laddie, we aint got all day." Chibs said when Juice had made no move to get into the van. Juice knew he had no choice but to get in the van with Chibs and he knew that it was going to be a long trip back to TM with Chibs trying to get him to talk about how his latest session had gone with Angel, his therapist.
